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Re: How did the ms team find each other
Hmmmmm.... Kamal and E are never around at the same time.... Hmmmmm.... what does this mean?
Hmmmmm.... Kamal and E are never around at the same time.... Hmmmmm.... what does this mean?
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Re: How did the ms team find each other
Good E is hard to find
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Re: How did the ms team find each other
Originally posted by miketpoto
I hate to say it poto, but I'm not writing these things. If it matters, it does feel almost as if the author were had a window looking in to my life. I mean, parenthood has changed my life in amazing ways.
"Tell me you're not using these," I told my son. "Please tell me you're just dealing."
He told me to stop being a square.
"What were you doing in my underwear drawer anyway, pervboy?"
I told him I was just checking to see if he'd updated his sissy little diary yet.
"Wanna read about my action because you're not getting any yourself, that right?" hesaid.
I hit him. He hit back but it didn't hurt.
I said, "Look, I just think we should have a talk about hallucinogens. They don't make you funnier or more attractive the way cocaine does."
My son said that he was just holding them for a friend.
"You think I'm going to fall for that?" I asked him.
He said that I got no choice and if you try to confiscate them his friend will demand that he pay for or replace the buttons of mescaline or else.
"You want to see me on crutches? Go ahead and flush them."
I told him he's hanging around with the wrong crowd and he should never hold or deal for anybody who isn't giving him a strong piece of the supply.
"5 to 8 percent," I said. Then I told him I'm leaving town for a few days on business and that he'll have to figure out how to eat and get to school on his own.
"I got it covered," my son said. "I love you Dad."
I held my son in my arms.
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^^ Now look what you've done poto, you gave Pickle a bonerwww.mjwebhosting.com
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he isnt worth the water that splashes up into your asshole while you're shittingOriginally posted by ace_dlComment
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Re: How did the ms team find each other
hm.
Anyway, my story is simple: was spamming the mercurypromote forum when it was still there, and somehow got noticed. MJ told me: "We need to talk to you son", brought Kamal on the convo and before I knew it I was digitally stammering "y-y-yessir" to the question if I wanted to be a mod.
Will be low-profile this year because of an insanely packed school roster, but not completely gone. Will be back in full force after that. That's a promise.Blowkick visual & graphic design - No Civilization. Now With Broadband.
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Re: How did the ms team find each other
i still lub you alllllll <3Originally posted by Kamal
specially you kamal, woo.
ps. jibby sucks.
-ddr"pics or stfu" - R.I.P. Steve "Jibgolly" JamesComment
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your mommaComment
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Originally posted by ddr
hi brad
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yo chem. how ya doin? still on teh sasha bandwagon isee. thats coo. thumbs up bro."pics or stfu" - R.I.P. Steve "Jibgolly" JamesComment
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be careful, that word is poisonous like that other word we've seen around here.Comment
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"pics or stfu" - R.I.P. Steve "Jibgolly" JamesComment
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Re: How did the ms team find each other
I was at an AIDS test at a facility that occupies the rear half of a gay bookstore slash coffee shop. When I stepped out to the waiting area to wait for the results, I nearly screamed when I saw my casual encounter from last night.
I threw caution to the wind yesterday and placed an online casual encounter ad ("ski bunny seeks instructor for cocaine abuse and fucking.") Within a few hours, an unattractive man was at my door with cocaine in his pocket and a penis in his pants that could maintain an erection for as long as 40 seconds at a stretch. The sex was abysmal and sort of hilarious, the cocaine was powerful, and we ran out too soon. The next morning wasn't a good one.
We had expected to never see each other again. Instead, we accidentally found ourselves on a second date at the AIDS clinic.
"Don't tell me," I said.
"I DON'T KNOW YET!" MJ shouted.
"Neither do I," I said.
"You sure?!" he shouted.
"You think I'd lie?"
MJ said, "I don't know. You're a cokehead."
I said, "Fuck you. You're the one who gave me the coke."
He said, "And you sure did do enough of it. I had to hold you back just to get enough time for me to blow a single rail. You're an addict."
"Fuck you."
"You better not have given me AIDS," MJ said
I replied, "If anyone gave anyone AIDS, it's you who gave it to me."
The two of us went on like that until the nurse popped out the door and tells my casual encounter that he tested negative for HIV. MJ put on his jacket and started to make for the door.
"Wait," I said. "Don't you want to find out whether I'm negative?"
He said, "What do I care? Even if you're positive I was already told I was negative."
I told him, "Yeah but wouldn't you want to know? If I was positive, wouldn't you want to know so you could come back and get tested again soon? In case it doesn't show up until later?"
MJ said, "Fuck." He slumped back into his chair and waited with me for our test results. The only time either of us spoke is when he said again, "You better not have given me fucking AIDS."
It's good to have someone by your side at times like this.Comment
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